So I am new here and am SO glad that I found a website where I can hopefully vent and receive some good advice about my current situation. So from the beginning.. I met my husband in January of 2008. We dated for about four months before he proposed to me. For these four months, and on to the following February my life was absolutely blissful. I had never been happier in my life and TRULY felt that I had found my soulmate. He introduced me to his just turned 3 year old son in March of 2008, and I thought he was just adorable. He was so sweet and tiny and so much fun, I took him everywhere and on little trips on the weekend when my husband (fiance at the time) was working. He grew to love and adore me and we started to develop this wonderful bond. So his BM was a super deadbeat and my husband seperated from her and had moved in with his parents and about a year later I came into the picture. My husbands mother was not the nicest when we were dating, you could say she faked nice with me up until the proposal, then it started to get ugly. She stopped being so nice, and began trying to keep us apart using the child as a ploy for example "you haven't spent any time with Johnny this week, you should really stay home with him tonight", etc. Yay for me.. I saw trouble lurking immediately. My monster in-law was a bit attached to having her son and grandson under her roof for her to monitor at all times, so needless to say, when March of 2009 rolled around and I rented a house and had asked the love of my life to move in, the monster threw a huge tantrum, and refused to let my now husband have his son living with us. She claimed that it was too soon, that the child didn't know me, la dee da dee da. Whatever, so my husband actually went along with this nonsense and kept saying that we would have him over several times throughout the week and then move him in after the wedding, which was set for June. So just a few short weeks after the turmoil began, I found out I was pregnant, I was totally excited, but my now husband was not sharing the love for our unborn child. I now understand why, but refuse to accept any excuse for not loving our child, it is all ridiculous and extremely hurtful to me. I will finish this part of my blog later today.. Lord knows it's going to be a novel before it's done..